Man Naturally Yearns For Novelty.

Man Alone At The Very Moment Of His Birth, Cast Naked Upon The Naked Earth, Does She Abandon To Cries And Lamentations.

To Laugh, If But For An Instant Only, Has Never Been Granted To Man Before The Fortieth Day From His Birth, And Then It Is Looked Upon As A Miracle Of Precocity.

But With Man, — By Hercules! Most Of His Misfortunes Are Occasioned By Man.

Indeed, What Is There That Does Not Appear Marvelous When It Comes To Our Knowledge For The First Time? How Many Things, Too, Are Looked Up On As Quite Impossible Until They Have Been Actually Effected?

It Is This Earth That, Like A Kind Mother, Receives Us At Our Birth, And Sustains Us When Born; It Is This Alone, Of All The Elements Around Us, That Is Never Found An Enemy Of Man.